Another Turn

In the moment of truth

Hopefully

The light comes through

In life lived

On the edges

Instead of the middle

Of the day

So I hold hope

For another turn

Around in the light

Of what is hopeful and

True

A Texas Town

A Texas town

Known for many

But very few have returned

To the place

That towers

Over the cars

That roll through

Until the spirit of the State

Is one mantra

Said to the sky

In the middle of the night

This Texas town is quiet

And doing alright

Grey L.A.

The water falls

From the roofs

Easy as it can roll

Into the streets

And streaming down

The avenues

Into the collections

And sewer openings

Where it rolls into larger

Homes

Away from the streets

Of a busy

L.A.